英美散文赏析

Ⅰ 英文散文赏析有哪些要点呢

基本与汉字散文一样~

Ⅱ 求一篇英语散文的赏析范文，任意一篇的赏析都行。不是一篇英语散文，是赏析的内容。

A village of girls born, living, there are many people who come into 做媒, but could not. When she was old, but 1056 spring evening, she made the doorway, walking a peach. She remembered she was wearing a piece of unlined upper garment. The young man lives opposite met with her, but never played called, he walked to come over. Not far away, have stood, gently said 1: "oh you're here, too?" Said nothing, he didn't say anything, stop for a moment, then.
It is finished.
Then the woman was sold to the country kindred guaizi county to his wife, and were sold, after JiCiSanFan countless breathtaking storm, old when she remember once the thing, often talked about in the spring, the evening, in the doorway of peach, the young man.
Among thousands of people, you meet people meet, thousands of years, with the boundlessness of time to meet them, neither earlier nor a bit too late, what else is there to say, a salutation gently: "oh you're here, too?"

Appreciate that the story, this is a beautiful and moving, too, without words of explanation: this is a song of love, the emotion through various potential blurred, life will never fade. In life, only if the deep-rooted sustains both heart, heart and the heart of the heart and soul of inction, understanding, such as the darkness of a window, supported by a rational spirit. This implies the quiet grandeur, "perhaps", this is the love of zhang ailing prose.

Ⅲ 给一段英美文学名著的原文跟翻译,及英文赏析.谢谢.急求.

我非常喜欢这篇文章。

Two Roads
John Ruskin
It was New Year's Night. An aged man was standing at a window. He raised his mournful eyes towards the deep blue sky, where the stars were floating like white lilies on the surface of a clear calm lake. Then he cast them on the earth, where few more hopeless people than himself now moved towards their certain goal——the tomb. He had already passed sixty of the stages leading to it, and he had brought from his journey nothing but errors and remorse. Now his health was poor, his mind vacant, his heart sorrowful, and his old age short of comforts.
The days of his youth appeared like dreams before him, and he recalled the serious moment when his father placed him at the entrance of the two roads——one leading to a peaceful, sunny place, covered with flowers, fruits and resounding with soft, sweet songs; the other leading to a deep, dark cave, which was endless, where poison flowed instead of water and where devils and poisonous snakes hissed and crawled.
He looked towards the sky and cried painfully, "O youth, return! O my father, place me once more at the entrance to life, and I'll choose the better way!" But both his father and the days of his youth had passed away.
He was the lights flowing away in the darkness. These were the days of his wasted life; he saw a star fall from the sky and disappeared, and this was the symbol of himself. His remorse, which was like a sharp arrow, struck deeply into his heart. Then he remembered his friends in his childhood, who entered on life together with him. But they had made their way to success and were now honoured and happy on this New Year's night.
The clock in the high church tower struck and the sound made him remember his parents' early love for him. They had taught him and prayed to God for his good. But he chose the wrong way. With shame and grief he dared no longer look towards that heaven where his father live. His darkened eyes were full of tears, and with a despairing effort, he burst out a cry: "Come back, my early days! Come back!"
And his youth did return, for all this was only a dream which he had on New Year's Night. He was still young though his faults were real; he had not yet entered the deep, dark cave, and he was still free to walk on the road which leads to the peaceful and sunny land.
Those who still linger on the entrance of life, hesitating to choose the bright road, remember that when years are passed and your feet stumble on the dark mountains, you will cry bitterly, but in vain: "O youth, return! Oh give me back my early days!"

新年的夜晚。一位老人伫立在窗前。他悲戚地举目遥望苍天，繁星宛若玉色的百合漂浮在澄静的湖面上。老人又低头看看地面，几个比他自己更加无望的生命正走向它们的归宿——坟墓。老人在通往那块地方的路上，也巳经消磨掉六十个寒暑了。在那旅途中，他除了有过失和澳悔之外，再也没有得到任何别的东西。他老态龙钟，头脑空虚，心绪忧郁，一把年纪折磨着老人。

年轻时代的情景浮现在老人眼前，他回想起那庄严的时刻，父亲将他置于两条道路的入口——一条路通往阳光灿烂的升平世界，田野里丰收在望，柔和悦耳的歌声四方回荡；另一条路却将行人引入漆黑的无底深渊，从那里涌流出来的是毒液而不是泉水，蛇蟒满处蠕动，吐着舌箭。

老人仰望昊天，苦悸地失声喊道：“青春啊，回来！父亲哟，把我重新放回人生的入口吧，我会选择一条正路的！”可是，父亲以及他自己的黄金时代却一去不复返了。

他看见阴暗的沼泽地上空闪烁着幽光，那光亮游移明灭，瞬息即逝了。那是他轻抛浪掷的年华。他看见天空中一颗流星陨落下来，消失在黑暗之中。那就是它自身的象征。徒然的懊丧像一支利箭射穿了老人的心脏。他记起了早年和自己一同踏入生活的伙伴们，他们走的是高尚、勤奋的道路，在这新年的夜晚，载誉而归，无比快乐。

高耸的教堂钟楼鸣钟了，钟声使他回忆起儿时双亲对他这浪子的疼爱，他想起了发蒙时父母的教诲，想起了父母为他的幸福所作的祈祷。强烈的羞愧和悲伤使他不敢再多看一眼父亲居留的天堂。老人的眼睛黯然失神，泪珠儿泫然坠下，他绝望地大声呼唤：“回来，我的青春！回来呀！”

老人的青春真的回来了。原来，刚才那些只不过是他在新年夜晚打盹儿时做的一个梦。尽管他确实犯过一些错误，眼下却还年轻。他虔诚地感谢上天，时光仍然是属于他自己的，他还没有堕入漆黑的深渊，尽可以自由地踏上那条正路，进入福地洞天，丰硕的庄稼在那里的阳光下起伏翻浪。

依然在人生的大门口徘徊逡巡，踌躇着不知该走哪条路的人们，记住吧，等至岁月流逝，你们在漆黑的山路上步履踉跄时，再来痛苦地叫喊，“青春啊，回来！还我韶华！”那只能是徒劳的了。

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让·保尔·里克特简介（1763～1825），原名佛利德利希·里克特，让·保尔·里克特是他的笔名。其散文颇为精致，《两条路》是佳作之一。在一个新年的夜晚，有一位年已花甲的老人，当他伫立窗前，遥望苍天，回首以往虚掷的年华时，泪下如注，“早年和自己一同踏入生活的伙伴们，他们走的是高尚、勤奋的道路，在这新年的夜晚，载誉而归，无比快乐。”可自己，“除了有过失和懊悔之外，再也没有得到任何别的东西”。仰望昊天，老人多么懊悔，多么哀痛，他多么希望父亲重新把他“好回人生的入口”，那时，他“会选择一条正路的”。然而......“父亲以及他自己的黄金时代却一去不复返了”。正因为这样，老人悲切地呼唤道：“回来，我的青春！回来呀！”

正当我们也如同文中老人一样，为他失去了青春而不能挽回痛心时，情景出现了转机：“老人的青春真的回来了。原来，刚才那些只不过是他在新年夜晚打盹儿时做的一个梦。尽管他确实犯过一些错误，眼下却还年轻。”这篇文章的构思很巧妙，文章大部分内容以写实的手法去写梦。临近结尾了，情节出人意料地一转，写现实。这样写，情节有波澜，不落俗套。当然，读了这篇散文后，也许有的同学会想：倘若文章中写的不是梦，“老人”虚掷的年华真的无法挽回，那该是怎样的一种悲哀呢？是啊，同学们，你们还都年轻，还都刚刚踏入人生旅途的起点。你们不妨问问自己：自己选择的是一条人生的正路吗？相信你们一定会很好地把握自己的人生的。

Ⅳ 谁有英美散文的翻译

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Ⅳ 英语文章赏析

目睹战争来
过去浮现在我源眼前的就像是一场梦。我们再一次搅进为了民族存亡的巨大的斗争中。当他们应征进入这支伟大的自由之伍时我们在他们身边。我们看见他们和他们爱的人离别。这些人当中会有人是最后一次，和他们爱慕的少女，行走在这片安静的、葱郁的土地上。其他的则是正在接受祝福的年龄大一点的人。有些人在和母亲惜别，母亲们抓着他们的手再三地按在他们的心头，默然无语。有些人则和妻子话别，试着以平常的语气说些豪言壮语的话，来驱散她们心中对战争可怕的恐惧。我们看着他们离别。我们看着妻子们在阳光下呜咽。在道路的转弯处，妻子们挥挥手——高高抓着孩子们的手作为回应。他去了，永远的去了。

_________________________我翻译，故我赏析^_^

Ⅵ 求一篇英语散文的赏析 主要是赏析 不是摘抄原文 是对某篇英语散文的 看法和理解 500个单词 左右

？第一种：青年青年
青年
青年是不是生命的一段时光，它是一种精神状态，是不是红润的脸颊，红扑扑的嘴唇和柔软的双膝，这是一个问题的意志，丰富的想象，炙热的恋情;青春是生命的深泉。
青春气贯长虹，勇锐盖过怯弱，冒险而不是贪图安逸的胃口。这往往存在于一个人60岁的比20岁的青年。没有人变老只是通过数年。我们随着年龄的增长，我们的理想的背弃。
岁月可以在皮肤上，但放弃热情皱纹的灵魂。忧烦，惶恐，丧失自我，蝴蝶结的心，把精神回尘土。
无论是60岁还是16岁，是在每个人的心，奇迹之诱惑，始终如一的胃口，接下来会发生什么，快乐的游戏生活。你的心和我的心的中心，有一座无线电台，只要它接收消息的人，从无限的美好，希望，勇气和力量，只要你还年轻。
当你的天线倒下，你的心灵被玩世不恭和悲观厌世的冰雪覆盖着积雪，然后你垂垂老矣，甚至在20，但只要你树起天线，捕捉乐观信号，有希望在你的模具，为young在80
翻译：

青少年不爱，而是一种精神状态;不是红润的脸颊，红润的嘴唇和柔软的膝盖，但深的意志，品质的想象，炽热的感情;年轻生命的深泉潮。
青春气贯长虹，勇锐盖过怯弱，进取压倒苟安。这样的男孩，20，60男性多见。年龄加分，而不是一个无线电台，理想丢弃，方下降到老年。
无忧，只生长;热烈丢弃，颓废的灵魂。忧烦，惶恐，丧失自信，不思进取，心灵扭曲，情绪灰色。
六十年，无论有意或16，心中的生活，所有的欢乐，奇迹之诱惑，孩童般天真久盛不衰。你的心和我的心是一座无线电台，只要接收邮件的美好，希望，欢乐，勇气和力量的信号，然后你长大，常存的优雅天地。
一旦天线下降，你的精神会被冰雪覆盖，玩世不恭，低自尊感油然而生，即使年方二十，事实上，已垂垂老矣，但只要你的天线了，到捕捉乐观信号，你可以期待在8个10高龄告别这尘世的生活，告别尘寰时仍觉年轻。
？第二部分：假如给我三天光明（节选）给我三天（节选）
三日
我们所有的人都读过震撼人心的故事，故事中的主人公只有一个有限的生存时间的。有时长达一年，有时却短至24小时。但我们总是有兴趣发现，将死的主人公是如何选择怎样度过他最后的日子的最后几个小时。我说，当然，有选择的自由人，不被定罪的罪犯，其活动范围被严格限定。
这样的故事让我们思考，在类似的情况下，我们应该做的。什么事件，什么经历，什么交往那些作为终有一死的人的最后几个小时里我们，有什么遗憾呢？
有时我想，这将是一个非常好的习惯，生活的每一天，如果我们明天就会死去。这种态度鲜明地强调价值观？的生活。我们每天都应该以优雅的姿态，充沛的精力，升值时，往往失去了的时间绵延在我们面前无休止的日，月和年来。当然，还有那些，谁会采取“吃，喝，享受”的享乐主义信条。但大多数人却不能摆脱即将到来的死亡的确定性。
在故事中，将死的主人公通常在最后一刻由某种命运的保存，但几乎总是他的价值观？改变。他变得更加理解生命的意义及其永恒的精神价值。它经常被人注意的是，这些人的生活，或已生活在死亡的阴影带来圆润甜美，他们所做的一切。
但是，我们大多数人认为生命理所当然。我们知道，某一天我们一定会死，但通常我们把那天想象在遥远的将来。当我们身强体健时，死亡几乎是不可想象的。我们很少会考虑它。日子一天天过去，好像在无穷的展望。因此，我们继续着琐碎的事情，几乎意识不到我们对生活的倦怠态度。
恐怕也同样是冷漠的，利用我们所有的本能和感觉的特点。只有聋子才珍惜听力，只有盲人才能认识到能见光明的幸运。这尤其适用于那些谁失去了视觉和听觉在成人生活中。但是，这些从来没有出现减值的视觉或听觉很少充分利用这些幸运的能力。他们的眼睛和耳朵模模糊糊地所有景点和声音，没有集中的和小的升值。这是同样的老故事，感谢我们所拥有的，直到我们失去它，对我们的健康意识不到，直至生病时。
我常常想，如果每个人在他成年的早期失明或失聪几天在一段时间内，它会是一种幸事。黑暗将使他更加感激光明，寂静将告诉他声音的乐趣。
问：
给我三天（节选）

我们都读过震撼人心的故事，故事的主人公生活的一些非常有限的时间，有时长达一年，有时却短至24小时。但是，我们总是想知道，人注定要离世人的会选择如何度过他最后的时刻。当然，我说的是有选择的自由人，而不是那些活动被严格限制的死囚。
这样的故事让我们思考，在相似的情况下，我们做什么？死亡前几个小时死的人，我们应该做的事情，经验的东西，或什么样的联想呢？回忆过去，是什么让我们更快乐呢？什么悔恨？
有时我想，每一天都当作生命的最后一天，到边缘，它有一个极好的生活法则。这种态度鲜明地强调价值观？的生活。我们每天都应该以优雅的姿态，充沛的精力，抱着一颗感恩的心来生活。但是，当无休止的日，月，年的时间，通过摆在我们面前，但我们往往没有感觉这个子。场，将采取“吃，喝，享受”的享乐主义信条，但绝大多数人却不能摆脱即将到来的死亡的确定性。
在故事中，将死的主人公通常在最后一刻由某种幸运获救，但他的价值观改变，他变得更加理解生命的意义及其永恒的精神价值。我们常常注意到，那些居住或曾经生活在死亡的阴影下，无论我们做什么会很高兴。
但是，我们大多数人认为生命理所当然。我们知道，某一天我们一定会死，但总是认为在不远的将来。当我们身强体健时，死亡几乎是不可想象的，我们很少考虑它。天仿佛没有尽头。因此，我们一味地忙于琐事，几乎意识不到我们的生活态度的冷漠。
我担心同样的冷漠存在于我们所有的本能和感觉。只有聋子才珍惜听力，只有盲人才能认识在眼前，这是特别适合于那些成人后的惨痛损失的听力或视力却很少充分利用这些幸运的能力。他们的眼睛和耳朵周围的景象和声音，心不在焉的模糊的感觉，它并没有感谢。 “我们只知道如何去珍惜，失去后，我们只知道在患病前身体健康的重要性。
我常常想，如果每个人都有几天放过的机会，耳聋的人在年轻的时候，它会是一种幸事。黑暗将使他更加感激光明，寂静将告诉他声音的乐趣。
？第三部分：书（节选）他读的书，以及他的公司的寂寞，一个人通常被称为图书的陪伴，失去了信心，图书

陪伴;有书的伴侣，以及男人和一个人应该永远活在最好的公司，无论是书籍或男子。
一本好书，可能是最好的朋友之一。这是相同的今天，它始终是，而且永远不会改变。这是最耐心，最令人愉悦的伴侣。它不背弃我们在逆境或痛苦的时候。它我们总是一如既往地亲切，有趣，并指示我们的青春，我们安慰和年龄。
人们常常会发现他们的亲和力，彼此互爱，他们有一本书就像两个人有时会发现一个朋友的钦佩，这两个第三。有一个古老的谚语，“爱我，爱我的狗。 “但是，有更多的智慧：”爱我，爱我的书。 “这本书是一个更真实，更高的纽带。人们可以感觉到，并通过他们最喜爱的作家相互同情，他们一起住在他身上，和他在他们。
一本好书往往是最好的瓮一个生命，珍藏，生活能想出来的最好的，一个人的生活世界的大部分，但他的思想世界。因此，最好的书是国债的好词，在金色的想法，其中，记得和珍惜，成为我们忠实的伴侣和棉被。
书籍具有不朽的本质，他们是目前为止最持久的人的努力。寺庙和雕像衰减，但书籍。时间是不考虑与伟大的想法，新鲜的今天，当他们第一次通过通过他们的作者的头脑，年龄前。什么，然后说和思想还是说给我们生动地作为曾经从打印的页面。的唯一影响的时间都一直以筛选出的不好的产品，没有在文学长期生存E，但什么是真正的好。
图书介绍我们进入最佳的社会，他们带给我们的存在，有史以来最伟大的头脑。我们听到他们说什么，确实，我们看到的，如果他们真的还活着，我们很同情他们，享受与他们，与他们的悲伤，他们的感受成为我们的，我们觉得如果我们在衡量演员与他们在它们所描述的场景。
，伟大杰出的没有死，甚至在这个世界上。防腐处理的书籍，他们的精神在国外，这本书是一个生活的声音。至今仍在聆听
问：这是一个理智的这/>书为伴（节选）
通常会看到一个读你可以了解他的人，喜欢看他有什么人可以知道什么样的人，因为有书为伴的伴侣，无论是书籍。 ，我们最好的合作伙伴。
本好书就像是你最好的朋友，现在，它始终是永远不会改变的，它是最有耐心，最令人愉悦的伴侣。我们年轻的时候，好书陶冶我们的的性情，增长我们的知识;到我们的晚年，我们可怜的担心，但是，在逆境或痛苦的时候，它也不会抛弃我们的人，我们总是，总是亲切的安慰和鼓励我们。
人们往往是因为他们喜欢同一本书成为知已就像是两个人，有时是因为同一个人的敬仰成为朋友。一个古老的谚语说：“爱我，爱我的狗。 “其实”爱我及书“这句话是在这本书更多的智慧，更多的真诚和高尚的人可以通过他们最喜爱的作家沟通的友好关系所想，所感，和同情，相互之间以及与他们最喜欢的作家认为同样的情绪混合
本好书往往是最精致的珠宝，和珍惜的本质的想法？生活，在他的想法，因为人生的境界。因此，最好的书是金玉良言和崇高思想的宝库好想，怀念和珍惜，成为我们忠实的伴侣和棉被。
书籍具有不朽的本质，为人类努力创造最持久的结果。庙宇倒塌，具有不朽的本质，而书却永远，时间是无关伟大的想法。很多年前的第一个闪烁的心态和思想仍记忆犹新前只出坏的时间，因为只有真正的艺术杰作能够长久生存。
书与最优秀的人，我们所面临的最伟大的头脑，如闻其声，如概念，其行，如见其人，交融与自己的情绪，悲伤和喜悦，共同换位思考，我们觉得如果作者描绘的舞台上与他们美丽的。
甚至在这个世界上，永恒的伟大和善良的人生活在书本上没有他们的精神，通过对整个世界的书至今仍在聆听智慧的声音生活，总是充满了活力。

Ⅶ 英语文章点评与赏析

中文
：母亲是最伟大的，俗话说‘‘母爱是世间最伟大的力量。’’是他们在呵专护我们茁壮属成长。
英文
：Mother
is
the
greatest,
as
the
saying
goes,
'
'
a
mother's
love
is
the
greatest
force
in
the
world.
'
'
They
are
in
the
care
of
us
grow
sturdily.

Ⅷ 英语美文摘抄及赏析

最肉麻的英语，你听过么？
1) Do you have a map? Because I just keep losing in your eyes.
你有地图么?因为我刚在你的眼神中迷失了.
2) Meeting you was fate,and falling in love with you was out of my control.
遇见你是命运的安排而爱上你是我情不自禁.
3) No man or woman is worth your tears and the one who is,won't make your cry.
没人值得你为ta流泪,真正爱你的人不会让你哭泣.
4) There are two reasons why I wake up in the morning: my alarm clock and you.我早上愿意醒来为两个理由: 闹钟和你.
5) You are everything to me, and I was so blessed when god sent you here for me
你是我的一切,我是如此幸运上帝让你来到我身边.
6) In spite of you and me and the silly world going to pieces around us,I love you.
哪怕是世界末日,我都会爱你.
7) If I could rearrange the alphabet,I'd put Y and I together.
如果我能重新来排列字母,我要把Y(你)跟I(我)在一起.
It's not being in love that makes me happy, but is being in loving with you.
不是恋爱的感觉让我幸福而是爱上你的感觉让我幸福.

9) There are 4 steps to happiness: 1 you 2 me 3 our hearts 4 together
通过四步就能幸福1 你2 我3 我们的心4 在一起.
10) Love you so I don`t wanna go to sleep, for reality is better than a dream.
爱你，所以不想入睡，因为真实比梦境还要美丽.
1、想你，是一种美丽的忧伤的甜蜜的惆怅，心里面，却是一种用任何语言也无法表达的温馨。
It is graceful grief and sweet sadness to think of you, but in my heart, there is a kind of soft warmth that can’t be expressed with any choice of words.
2、你知道思念一个人的滋味吗，就像喝了一大杯冰水，然后用很长很长的时间流成热泪。
Do you understand the feeling of missing someone? It is just like that you will spend a long hard time to turn the ice-cold water you have drunk into tears.
3、我知道你最喜欢这首歌，我也知道你的心思，我想你。
I know you like this song most and I know what you are thinking about ,too, I miss you .
4、常常想起曾和你在一起的那些日子。开心、快乐、幸福、失落、伤心、痛苦的所有日子。很想你，很想你……
Those days when we were together appear in my mind time after time, because they were so joyful, happy, blest, disappointing, sad and painful. I miss you ,and miss you so much……
5、你知道么，有个人时时想念着你，惦记你，你含笑的眼睛，象星光闪闪，缀在我的心幕上，夜夜亮晶晶。
Do you know there is someone thinking of you and caring you all the time ? Your smiling eyes are just like the sparkling stars hanging on the curtain of my heart.
6、心要让你听见，爱要让你看见，不怕承认对你有多眷恋；想你的时候，盼你能收到我的真情留言！
Listening to my heart beating. Seeing how much I love you ,I dare to admit how much I love you .When thinking of you, I hope you can receive the passionate words I left for you!
7、千万个思念，在空气中凝固。扬起风吹向你，带着我的祝福，寂寞我不在乎，你快乐我就满足，想你是我的幸福！
Thousand of time I have thought of you .My heart is going high into the air and flying with my blessing towards you I don’t care loneliness. I am satisfied when you are happy and I am happy when I think of you!
8、不是因为寂寞才想你，是因为想你才寂寞。孤独的感觉之所以如此之重，只是因为太想你。
I miss you not because of my loneliness but I do feel lonely when I miss you. Only when I miss you deeply I feel so lonely.
9、长长的思念，就像风筝断了线，飘啊飘啊，飘到你的身边。
I miss you so deeply that my love just like a kite has broken its line and won’t stop flying until it reaches you at last.
10、好想，好想你！如果清风有情，请带去我对你的思念，这一生都为你牵挂；如果白云有意，请带去我对你的爱恋，生生世世都愿和你共缠绵！
Oh, How much I miss you! If the passionate refreshing breeze knows my heart, it can tell you that I miss you and care you for my life’s time. If graceful white cloud knows my heart, it can tell you I love you and would be together with you forever.
11、一份不渝的友谊，执着千万个祝福，给我想念的朋友，温馨的问候。
For our ever-lasting friendship, send sincere blessings and warm greetings to my friends whom I miss so much.
12、在这快乐分享的时刻，思念好友的时刻，美梦成真的时刻，祝你—新年快乐，佳节如意！
Wish you a happy new year and a good fortune in the coming year when we will share our happiness, think of our good friends, and our dreams come true!
13、但愿会在梦中再见到我心爱的女孩！
Wish to meet my angle again lovely girl in my dream!
14、难道你怕一个深爱着你的痴情儿？
Do you fear a love fool who is loving you so deeply?
15、我要幸福的昏倒了！
I am too happy to stand faint!
16、月亮代表我的心！
The moonlight stands for my heart!
17、过得好么？希望世界因你而美丽！
How are you getting on ? I hope that the word will become more beautiful because of you!
18、你在时你是一切，你不在时一切是你！
You are everything when you are with me, and everything is you when you are not.
19、我不知道我是否真的爱，但是我知道我不能没有你，如果地球将要毁灭，那么我要告诉你“你是我唯一想见的人”。
I don’t know whether I really love you, but I know I cannot lose you. If the earth is going to be destroyed I want to tell you that you are the only one I want to see.
20、遇上一个人要一分钟的时间，喜欢一个人只需一小时的时间，爱上一个人要一天的时间，可要我忘记你却要用上一生的时间。
I can meet a person in a minute, like a person in an hour and love a person in a day, but it will take me a whole life to forget you
21、在每个想念的日子，想你不容易，不想你更难，愿以一片难懂的心情，深深思念你！情人节快乐！
Every day I miss you. It is a hard time for me to miss you but it is even harder not to do so. In such a contrary mood, I miss you deeply! A happy Valentine’s Day to you!
22、在你抑郁的时候，我就是你的开心果。在你忧伤的时候，我愿作你的忘忧树！
I will make you happy when you are depressed. I will make you delighted when you are in great sorrow!
23、正是因为爱才悄悄的躲开，躲开的是身影，躲不开的是默默的情怀；今天我终于鼓起勇气，向你表达我的爱。
Because of loving you so much that I stood aside. Although my figure left you away, my heart didn’t. Today I have made up my mind to say “I love you”.
24、只要你愿意，当你失落失意的时候，最需要一个肩膀的时候，告诉我，我会立即出现。
As long as you are willing, please let me know what I can do for you. When you are unhappy and want to cry on somebody’s shoulder, I will stand before you immediately.
25、思念中我一千次一万次地问鸿雁问明月问春风，愿鸿雁将我的眷恋捎给你；愿明月将我的问候带给你；愿春风将我的关切送给你！
I pray for the swan goose, the moonlight and the spring breeze for thousands of times, wishing the swan goose can bring my miss to you; the moonlight can convey my greeting to you ; the spring breeze can send my care to you!
26、不同的时间，不同的地点，不同的人群，相同的只有你和我；时间在变，空间在变，不变的只有对你无限的思念！
You and I remains the same in different time, at different places,among different people; time is changing, space is changing and everything is changing except my miss to you!
27、没有杯子……咖啡是寂寞的……没有你……我是孤独的……
Coffee is lonely without cups. I am lonely without you.
28、每一天都为你心跳，每一刻都被你感动，每一秒都为你担心。有你的感觉真好。
My heart beats for you every day. I am inspired by you every minute, and I worry about you every second. It is wonderful to have you in my life.
29、你可知我百年的孤寂只为你一人守侯，千夜的恋歌只为你一人而唱。
You know my loneliness is only kept for you, my sweet songs are only sung for you.
30、如果活着，是上帝赋予我最大的使命，那么活者有你，将会是上帝赋予我使命的恩赐……
If living on the earth is a mission from the lord… living with you is the award of the lord…

Ⅸ 英语文章 美文赏析

There are few opportunities for me to physically go out of my city for sightseeing, and even fewer to take part in a tourist group. Such an occasion came when

I was invited to a day trip to Wujiaqu, or Five Family Creek, a new farm-turned

city 32 km away from Urumqi to which I’d never been before. Without the least

hesitation I accepted the invitation.

It was an outing organized by the local disabled persons’ federation. A 30-strong party of “special citizens” and their caretakers, it was a “special group

” consisting of people with cerebral palsy, polio, and permanent spinal cord injuries. A few sat in wheelchairs, some leaned on crutches, and still some limped around with their heads and hands turning and wringing at odd angles. They could create an attraction unique in its own! But each and every one of them wore

a happy face and talked animatedly with one another as I joined the lot on April 30, 2009.

“Disabled” has always been a harsh word to me, however subconsciously admitted

I am to the fact that I belong to that “lot.” I was brought up in a world of

“normal people.” There is literally nothing I cannot do in my parents’ loving care. The use of the Internet and the grasp of the English language have pushed me even further away from the consciousness that I am disabled. Right this

moment when I, for the second time, stood in the cool morning air with the “lot

” waiting for the charted bus, I became more than ever conscious of my “nervous problems,” and an hour of waiting seemed like an eternity.

Finally the bus arrived. I went on board with my mother and chose a seat by the

window in the second row. The engine started when everyone was seated with all

the wheelchairs secured in the aisle. From an attractive midget young lady two

seats away on my right, I retrieved my glance and focused it on the window. Past corn fields, vineyards, and vegetable plantations, the bus came to a halt one

hour later in what looked like a small parking lot of a scenic spot called “The 4th Annual Exhibition of Tulips.”

Tulips! Tulips! Noble, graceful, attractive plants they are! Why is it that a plant looks to me almost like a gentle young lady? Ask Thumbelina from one of my picture books Mother used to read me when I was young – which depicted

a pretty girl climbing out of a tulip-like flower I have loved tulips ever since, but was never given a chance to get a real-life sight of them until now….

But it was not until the bus, with tremendous difficulty, maneuvered a few feet

closer to the entrance some 30 minutes later, did I get off to catch my first glimpse at my favorite flower.

Arranged in crescent beds are patches of red and yellow dazzling under the blazing sun. Despite the warning “Stay where you are and we will have a group photo

taken in a moment,” my legs take me to the nearest bed. Bending down, I fix my gaze at one particular tulip, which holds its six red petals on an upstanding

stem. Around the stem sprouted several half-folded triangular leaves like two little hands posed as if to support the stem and the flower. Inside the petals there is no little Thumbelina to be found but a tiny golden pistil standing up straight on purple and yellow star-patterned velvet, bracing itself up for the sun

’s and my glare.

“Attention. Time to take the photo!” Comes a shout from the crowd behind. Obediently I turn around and squeeze into a pool of standers for one unified “Cheese!” And then a real tour of tulips begins.

Along a tree-lined road there are red, yellow, pink, orange, magenta, crimson, cream, snowy white, pearly silver, dark purple, light gold, and rosy claret – the only colors I know by their names. They, together with a wide array of color

combinations – magenta-yellow, red-white, purple-silver, pink-gold, to name a few, creates a world of colors. Tottering on the brick-wide path laid amidst the

flowers, I am turned into a clumsy butterfly in a search for the perfect patch

of tulips. This lot is charming, I yell to my mom and the companions. No, wait

, I think this one is even better…, I decide hesitantly. In the end I, dazzled

by an overwhelming effort of tulips to show off their tints and hues, haul down

my wings and come to a conclusion that it’s real hard to find one group superior to any other, for every color, every pattern they exhibit is a creation of Nature – created long before preference and prejudice were ever known to mankind.

To share something good with your friends doubles your happiness. I find this saying quite weak when I see one of my wheelchair-bound friends shooting flowers

with a DV. He is a handsome man in his late thirties. Ten years ago he broke his neck in a terrible work accident and has been left paralyzed since.

“Wow, I wish I could have a camera like this.” I walk over and ask, “Is this

a disc-type?”

“Yep, 40GB.” He replies with a smile.

His smile makes my happiness grow by at least five times.

“You’d like to take a picture of yourself?” Mother good-naturedly asks one of the teammates with severe polio. To my surprise, he replies with an enthusiastic nod. His next move makes me gasp. In a struggle he stands up with one crooked leg and pushes his wheelchair away. One hand in the pocket and the other hand holding a bottle of water, he croaks, “I’m ready.”

It was nearly 3 o’clock that we finally reached the other end of the road, where all the members had a nice meal of fish. By 4:30, we hopped on the bus ready

to go back home.

Every one was tired and sleepy on the return trip – except me. In silence I stared at the running landscape through the window. Everything returned to the “

normal” color – unattractive green and gray. A strange thought flashed through my mind. Could all those tulips be seen as “strange”, “abnormal”, or “disabled?” They could, in fact, as long as they kept their natural differences.

Would they ever feel ashamed of their unique appearances had they been given a

thinking mind?

“This is all your fault! I should have been much taller and would not have had

all this misery!” Suddenly, this exchange of a parent-daughter conversation rang in my ears, as I looked over to the midget young lady, who had her MP3 player plugged into her ears and apparently enjoyed music she loved.

“No, Tulip,” I would say to any tulip who felt sad about being abnormal, “You

are just being attractively different, not disabled. For every Thumbelina, there is one special tulip to sleep in. It’s nothing wrong to be special, but it’

d be all wrong to be perfectly normal.”